This morning, instead of heading to my studio to work, I headed up onto the moors with J. It was a glorious day, a perfect taste of very early Springtime. Crisp and bright, with a delightful soft warmth which meant we could leave our coats at home for the first time this year. We parked the car in a lay-by at the top of the moor and walked along one of our most favourite tracks, high above the reservoir below. There is a circular walk here, but it is lengthy and we only had a short amount of time. So we ambled along the track until we found a sun warmed rock and settled ourselves down for a coffee and chocolate stop. We listened to the plaintive sound of the curlew calling, and the comical sound of the grouse going about their morning business. The sun warmed our faces and we talked. We made plans, we talked of our hopes and dreams for the future. It crossed my mind that we have been doing this for twenty years now, planning, dreaming, enjoying each other's company. Twenty years of happy times, and I am truly, deeply thankful for those years, for J and the simple family life we have created together. I am hopeful for many, many more good years to come.